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How small the path we leave behind will be
When we have climbed the mountain's lofty crest!
And when we reach the summit's bracing rest
What broader views will rise interminably!
For earth's small things how little will care we,
Finding the toilsome road with visions blest--
The peace and golden glory of the West,
And skies that breathe of life's Infinity!
For we shall then forget the wounds and pain,
Our weary feet have suffered on the way;
For twilight's gold will glorify the plain,
And thorn and bramble blend with blossoms gay,
While we look down on clouds and shadows vain,
Lost in a light diviner than the day.]]>
How small the path we leave behind will be
When we have climbed the mountain's lofty crest!
And when we reach the summit's bracing rest
What broader views will rise interminably!
For earth's small things how little will care we,
Finding the toilsome road with visions blest--
The peace and golden glory of the West,
And skies that breathe of life's Infinity!
For we shall then forget the wounds and pain,
Our weary feet have suffered on the way;
For twilight's gold will glorify the plain,
And thorn and bramble blend with blossoms gay,
While we look down on clouds and shadows vain,
Lost in a light diviner than the day.]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17214 Mon, 30 Jul 2007 10:35:16 +0200 ZaunköniG]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17214
I catch a glimpse of Beauty here and there,
But there's a face that Heaven conceals from me,
Who try to paint the fancy that I see
Which in imagination shines so fair,
But when I view the canvas poor and bare,
Where all my brightest dreams fade utterly,
I feel my art is wed to poverty,
And gaze upon my picture in despair.
I strive and strive to reach some form divine,
Expressing all that's fairest in the soul,
But like the waves that proudly sweep the brine
For higher shores, but break and backwards roll,
My baffled efforts meet a sad decline,
And never reach Perfection's shining goal.]]>
I catch a glimpse of Beauty here and there,
But there's a face that Heaven conceals from me,
Who try to paint the fancy that I see
Which in imagination shines so fair,
But when I view the canvas poor and bare,
Where all my brightest dreams fade utterly,
I feel my art is wed to poverty,
And gaze upon my picture in despair.
I strive and strive to reach some form divine,
Expressing all that's fairest in the soul,
But like the waves that proudly sweep the brine
For higher shores, but break and backwards roll,
My baffled efforts meet a sad decline,
And never reach Perfection's shining goal.]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17213 Mon, 30 Jul 2007 10:34:37 +0200 ZaunköniG]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17213
Del Sarto saw some beauty everywhere,
But when Love came and threw his fateful dart
There was a face so graven on his heart,
It never lost its fadeless glory there;
For her, his wife, his model and despair,
He sacrificed both fortune and his art,
And though he found her wayward, couild not part
From one he loved and found forever fair.
O Faultless Painter, with what matchless grace
Your fair Madonna beams on all below!
There shine the lineaments you loved to trace
From your Lucrezia centuries ago;
A glory given to a human face
As fair and heavenly as earth can show.]]>
Del Sarto saw some beauty everywhere,
But when Love came and threw his fateful dart
There was a face so graven on his heart,
It never lost its fadeless glory there;
For her, his wife, his model and despair,
He sacrificed both fortune and his art,
And though he found her wayward, couild not part
From one he loved and found forever fair.
O Faultless Painter, with what matchless grace
Your fair Madonna beams on all below!
There shine the lineaments you loved to trace
From your Lucrezia centuries ago;
A glory given to a human face
As fair and heavenly as earth can show.]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17212 Mon, 30 Jul 2007 10:34:00 +0200 ZaunköniG]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17212
Man rises from the dark encircling night
And feels a Power eternal everywhere,
As hidden as the germs that haunt the air,
But when he knows that mighty One aright,
That Nature forces on his inward sight,
He can but kneel in adoration there,
Built temples to the skies and breathe a prayer,
To keep forever moving towards the Light.
Blessed is he who carries in his heart
A God, a pure ideal he obeys,
Ideal of Virtue, Science or of Art,
And strives to reach its heaven all his days;
The source of Action's greater, nobler part,
The Infinite revealed in human ways.]]>
Man rises from the dark encircling night
And feels a Power eternal everywhere,
As hidden as the germs that haunt the air,
But when he knows that mighty One aright,
That Nature forces on his inward sight,
He can but kneel in adoration there,
Built temples to the skies and breathe a prayer,
To keep forever moving towards the Light.
Blessed is he who carries in his heart
A God, a pure ideal he obeys,
Ideal of Virtue, Science or of Art,
And strives to reach its heaven all his days;
The source of Action's greater, nobler part,
The Infinite revealed in human ways.]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17211 Mon, 30 Jul 2007 10:33:20 +0200 ZaunköniG]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17211
With classic beauty, both of form and face,
An actress charmed the stage; but more by art,
The power and passion of a mighty heart,
With magic of her voice and matchless grace:
She threw a spell upon her age and race,
Till Love unbidden came and played his part
And she who erstwhile had escaped his dart
Renounced her triumphs for a humbler place.
And now the foxlights fade and soft blue skies
Look down on English lawns, where one still fair,
Amid her flowers, now smiles with happy eyes;
And whispers o'er a child she fondles there,
Dear boy, this is the light and peace I prize,
And would not change for all the world's bright glare.]]>
With classic beauty, both of form and face,
An actress charmed the stage; but more by art,
The power and passion of a mighty heart,
With magic of her voice and matchless grace:
She threw a spell upon her age and race,
Till Love unbidden came and played his part
And she who erstwhile had escaped his dart
Renounced her triumphs for a humbler place.
And now the foxlights fade and soft blue skies
Look down on English lawns, where one still fair,
Amid her flowers, now smiles with happy eyes;
And whispers o'er a child she fondles there,
Dear boy, this is the light and peace I prize,
And would not change for all the world's bright glare.]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17210 Mon, 30 Jul 2007 10:32:43 +0200 ZaunköniG]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17210
I watch the purpling sea with wistful eyes,
Just as the sun goes down upon the bay,
And throws a path of gold across the way,
While all the heavens flush in sunset's dyes;
Then beacons burn like stars in darkling skies,
The bay grows dim, and fancy turns at last
To see the lights that glorified the Past,
From shores of Time, in solemn beauty rise.
O shining host, more beautiful to me
Than any constellation in my sight!
No path of gold can light life's troubled sea,
Like those bright lives that starred its long, long Night,
The beacons of our own humanity
Forever holding up the living Light.]]>
I watch the purpling sea with wistful eyes,
Just as the sun goes down upon the bay,
And throws a path of gold across the way,
While all the heavens flush in sunset's dyes;
Then beacons burn like stars in darkling skies,
The bay grows dim, and fancy turns at last
To see the lights that glorified the Past,
From shores of Time, in solemn beauty rise.
O shining host, more beautiful to me
Than any constellation in my sight!
No path of gold can light life's troubled sea,
Like those bright lives that starred its long, long Night,
The beacons of our own humanity
Forever holding up the living Light.]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17209 Mon, 30 Jul 2007 10:32:01 +0200 ZaunköniG]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17209
A wave far out upon the smiling blue,
Looks faint at first on Ocean's dimpled floor,
But strengthens as it hastens to the shore,
Where all its power and meaning come to view,
As on it sweeps with crest of snowy hue,
Amidst the seething floods and wild uproar,
Of mighty billows striving evermore,
To make the self-same goal so old yet new.
Now brighter, prouder rolls the swelling wave,
With flashing curve straight for the land,
And aiming high for glory or the grave,
It pours its mighty waters on the strand,
In one resounding paean strong and brave,
It rings its triumph o'er the golden sand.]]>
A wave far out upon the smiling blue,
Looks faint at first on Ocean's dimpled floor,
But strengthens as it hastens to the shore,
Where all its power and meaning come to view,
As on it sweeps with crest of snowy hue,
Amidst the seething floods and wild uproar,
Of mighty billows striving evermore,
To make the self-same goal so old yet new.
Now brighter, prouder rolls the swelling wave,
With flashing curve straight for the land,
And aiming high for glory or the grave,
It pours its mighty waters on the strand,
In one resounding paean strong and brave,
It rings its triumph o'er the golden sand.]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17208 Mon, 30 Jul 2007 10:31:05 +0200 ZaunköniG]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17208
We walked Madeira's flowery scented shore,
For lilies and geraniums grew there,
And roses breathed their fragrance on the air,
Great sea cliffs soared a thousand feet or more,
And mountain peaks the landscape towered o'er;
While glorious vistas charmed us everywhere,
O happy day, we left behind all care,
With all this beauty at our very door.
But when a strain of music reached our ears,
Our spirits rose as boundless as the sea,
And we were lifted up beyond all fears,
Lost in the Infinite, divinely free,
As song made us forget the passing years,
And thrilled the soul with immortality.]]>
We walked Madeira's flowery scented shore,
For lilies and geraniums grew there,
And roses breathed their fragrance on the air,
Great sea cliffs soared a thousand feet or more,
And mountain peaks the landscape towered o'er;
While glorious vistas charmed us everywhere,
O happy day, we left behind all care,
With all this beauty at our very door.
But when a strain of music reached our ears,
Our spirits rose as boundless as the sea,
And we were lifted up beyond all fears,
Lost in the Infinite, divinely free,
As song made us forget the passing years,
And thrilled the soul with immortality.]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17207 Mon, 30 Jul 2007 10:30:30 +0200 ZaunköniG]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17207
Once Donatello took the shapeless stone
And slowly carved the marble to the line,
Until he wrought a human form as fine
As Greece or Italy had ever known;
Behold a woman now in splendor lone,
A statue only but a thing divine;
A beauty that this earth cannot outshine
Whose Art antique the world has not outgrown.
And so the poet takes a shapeless thought
And gives its fancies grace and melody,
Until he feels he has perfection wrought
Where Thought and Music blending happily
Create the Beauty that all time has sought,
Where perfect form is immortality.]]>
Once Donatello took the shapeless stone
And slowly carved the marble to the line,
Until he wrought a human form as fine
As Greece or Italy had ever known;
Behold a woman now in splendor lone,
A statue only but a thing divine;
A beauty that this earth cannot outshine
Whose Art antique the world has not outgrown.
And so the poet takes a shapeless thought
And gives its fancies grace and melody,
Until he feels he has perfection wrought
Where Thought and Music blending happily
Create the Beauty that all time has sought,
Where perfect form is immortality.]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17206 Mon, 30 Jul 2007 10:29:54 +0200 ZaunköniG]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17206
I am a spirit of the boundless main,
For though my argosies go down to sea:
Though wreck and ruin strike the heart of me,
Yet over all the failure and the pain,
I see my dream ships sail the watery plain,
As fair against the Future's golden skies
As if some heaven opened on my eyes,
And thrilled Earth's losses with immortal gain.
For deep within my soul the surges pour,
Their everlasting yearning in my ears:
And while they ring their triumph evermore
Above defeat, Time's transient pain and tears,
I drink life's larger hope upon the shore,
And hear the music of eternal years.]]>
I am a spirit of the boundless main,
For though my argosies go down to sea:
Though wreck and ruin strike the heart of me,
Yet over all the failure and the pain,
I see my dream ships sail the watery plain,
As fair against the Future's golden skies
As if some heaven opened on my eyes,
And thrilled Earth's losses with immortal gain.
For deep within my soul the surges pour,
Their everlasting yearning in my ears:
And while they ring their triumph evermore
Above defeat, Time's transient pain and tears,
I drink life's larger hope upon the shore,
And hear the music of eternal years.]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17205 Mon, 30 Jul 2007 10:29:22 +0200 ZaunköniG]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17205
She mingled with the world, but kept her eyes
Upon its heights, and said the shades below,
Life's darker shades 'twere better not to know,
And living with her highland dreams, too wise
To note Rome's lower planes, its lusts and lies,
She saw her world in light and beauty grow,
As some tall peak clears in the Alpen glow,
And smiles to feel the peace of stainless skies.
And so she lived, to breathe an incense rare
Upon the highways marred with vice and crime,
Sweet as a lily rising pure and fair,
Above the soiling touch of mud and slime;
As she looked up in all her saintly grace
With heaven's light upon her lovely face.]]>
She mingled with the world, but kept her eyes
Upon its heights, and said the shades below,
Life's darker shades 'twere better not to know,
And living with her highland dreams, too wise
To note Rome's lower planes, its lusts and lies,
She saw her world in light and beauty grow,
As some tall peak clears in the Alpen glow,
And smiles to feel the peace of stainless skies.
And so she lived, to breathe an incense rare
Upon the highways marred with vice and crime,
Sweet as a lily rising pure and fair,
Above the soiling touch of mud and slime;
As she looked up in all her saintly grace
With heaven's light upon her lovely face.]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17204 Mon, 30 Jul 2007 10:28:38 +0200 ZaunköniG]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17204
Men looked with horror on their darkened skies,
But Freedom called them and they laid aside
Life's greatest gifts, to take their guns with pride
And hasten to their camps with fearless eyes;
Then Labor saw its fitting hour to rise,
And Woman found her honors multiplied,
While millions flung the starry banner wide,
To find their flag the grandest of all ties.
For war had brought such magic with its might
That spite of carnage, loss and shrapnel scars
Men felt an inspiration and new light
To see the world's great changes under Mars,
As though God only dropped the veil of Night,
That men might see the glory of the stars.]]>
Men looked with horror on their darkened skies,
But Freedom called them and they laid aside
Life's greatest gifts, to take their guns with pride
And hasten to their camps with fearless eyes;
Then Labor saw its fitting hour to rise,
And Woman found her honors multiplied,
While millions flung the starry banner wide,
To find their flag the grandest of all ties.
For war had brought such magic with its might
That spite of carnage, loss and shrapnel scars
Men felt an inspiration and new light
To see the world's great changes under Mars,
As though God only dropped the veil of Night,
That men might see the glory of the stars.]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17203 Mon, 30 Jul 2007 10:27:58 +0200 ZaunköniG]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17203
Who sows the stars upon the field of night
Or throws the moon's soft glamour on the sea?
Who makes the fireflies flash on bush and tree
Or thrills the dawn with flush of rosy light?
Who gems the dew that sparkles on my sight
Or gives the bird its airy pinions free,
The rose its hue and fragrant charm for me,
Or flowers the fields with myriad blossoms bright?
O deep within my soul I know the Power
That Nature with a million voices sings;
Who gave my life its glory for a dower,
My eye its light; my soaring thought its wings,
And He must love the sky, the hill, the flower,
For Beauty is the very heart of things.]]>
Who sows the stars upon the field of night
Or throws the moon's soft glamour on the sea?
Who makes the fireflies flash on bush and tree
Or thrills the dawn with flush of rosy light?
Who gems the dew that sparkles on my sight
Or gives the bird its airy pinions free,
The rose its hue and fragrant charm for me,
Or flowers the fields with myriad blossoms bright?
O deep within my soul I know the Power
That Nature with a million voices sings;
Who gave my life its glory for a dower,
My eye its light; my soaring thought its wings,
And He must love the sky, the hill, the flower,
For Beauty is the very heart of things.]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17202 Mon, 30 Jul 2007 10:27:19 +0200 ZaunköniG]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17202
The world without was hidden quite from view,
Its din and strife scarce found an echo here,
Yet these dark cloisters faced no prospect drear,
But opened on a close where roses grew;
Where trees and plants and skies of blue
Such beauty gave the sanctuary dear,
The nuns in calm retreat felt Heaven near,
And found the peace of God, vouchsafed to few.
O soul aspire; but never dwell apart,
Build altars, too, yet live the life of men,
But keep some chamber sacred in thy heart--
Some cloister curtained from the common ken,
To see as through stained glass when sunbeems dart
A world of beauty rise with light again.]]>
The world without was hidden quite from view,
Its din and strife scarce found an echo here,
Yet these dark cloisters faced no prospect drear,
But opened on a close where roses grew;
Where trees and plants and skies of blue
Such beauty gave the sanctuary dear,
The nuns in calm retreat felt Heaven near,
And found the peace of God, vouchsafed to few.
O soul aspire; but never dwell apart,
Build altars, too, yet live the life of men,
But keep some chamber sacred in thy heart--
Some cloister curtained from the common ken,
To see as through stained glass when sunbeems dart
A world of beauty rise with light again.]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17201 Mon, 30 Jul 2007 10:26:39 +0200 ZaunköniG]]> https://sonett.fontane-place.de/showthread.php?tid=17201
Remote from the Arts, from books and luxuries,
A thoughtful couple lived the whole year round
Upon a quiet shore out on the Sound--
To leave its clovered green and foaming seas,
Its lowing kine, its roses and its trees,
Its rocky shores where peace and health abound,
To enter on the striving, bustling ground,
Manhattan opens up to lives like these.
But when they saw the library, happy pair!
And all its treasures vast broke on their sight,
The future spread its skies with visions rare,
And O the joy, the mystery and light,
That dwelt within the countless volumes there,
How beautiful it made the world that night!]]>
Remote from the Arts, from books and luxuries,
A thoughtful couple lived the whole year round
Upon a quiet shore out on the Sound--
To leave its clovered green and foaming seas,
Its lowing kine, its roses and its trees,
Its rocky shores where peace and health abound,
To enter on the striving, bustling ground,
Manhattan opens up to lives like these.
But when they saw the library, happy pair!
And all its treasures vast broke on their sight,
The future spread its skies with visions rare,
And O the joy, the mystery and light,
That dwelt within the countless volumes there,
How beautiful it made the world that night!]]>